Chapter 50 No Need to Be Polite with Scum
Li Xiaoyao took sheets from the room, tied up all four men, and left them in the corner.
Zhu Xiaoyue called over the hotel staff and asked for their help in watching the men, telling them that the police would arrive soon.
Tang Tiantian sat in the room Li Xiaoyao had rented, with two attendants keeping her company.
After making these arrangements, Li Xiaoyao and Zhu Xiaoyue walked to room 404, which was Dong Haoran's room.
The two exchanged a glance, and Li Xiaoyao, holding a hotel-provided keycard, lightly swiped it across the door.
Dong Haoran was taking a shower, thinking that by the time he was done, the person would more or less be delivered.
Li Xiaoyao pushed open the door, swaggered into the room, while Zhu Xiaoyue, with her right hand on the grip of her gun, looked ahead vigilantly, flanking Li Xiaoyao to his right and left.
The room was empty, no one was there, only clothes and pants lay quietly on the bed.
Zhu Xiaoyue frowned, "Where is he?"
Li Xiaoyao pointed towards the restroom, "With the shower so loud, can't you hear it?"
Zhu Xiaoyue's face turned red; she had been too nervous and really hadn't heard the shower.
Now that Li Xiaoyao mentioned it, she looked over and indeed saw the silhouette of someone showering through the frosted glass.
"Arrest him!" Zhu Xiaoyue commanded, charging toward the bathroom. She kicked open the door to find Dong Haoran showering, startled, clutching his privates, and leaning against the wall while the shower head continued to spray water down on him, making him look utterly pathetic.
After a moment of shock, Dong Haoran recognized the intruder as Zhu Xiaoyue!
A sense of alarm rushed through Dong Haoran's heart, wondering if his cover was blown.
"What the hell do you want, Zhu Xiaoyue!" Dong Haoran yelled angrily, regardless of whether he was exposed or not, now the situation was simply Zhu Xiaoyue trespassing into someone's home.
Zhu Xiaoyue snorted, "Dong Haoran, I suspect you of drug use and trafficking. I'm officially arresting you now."
Upon hearing Zhu Xiaoyue's words, Dong Haoran's mind buzzed—the secret was out. But Dong Haoran was not about to comply so easily. He stiffened his neck and said, "Zhu Xiaoyue, don't talk nonsense without evidence. We're both cops; you understand, and I understand. Be careful or I'll sue you."
Zhu Xiaoyue sneered, "You call yourself a cop? You're just a temp worker, not even formally employed. Our police force would never have a cop like you. I've already captured you on camera at the bar trading narcotics. Whether you're wronged or not, we'll find out with an investigation."
Dong Haoran's face turned pale. Seeing only Zhu Xiaoyue in the room, wicked thoughts flashed through his mind.
Suddenly, Dong Haoran let go of his privates. Zhu Xiaoyue, caught off guard by his action, closed her eyes and cursed loudly, "Dong Haoran, you shameless jerk!"
"Being shameless is better than going to jail," Dong Haoran snickered maliciously. "Xiaoyue, I've wanted to do this to you for a long time with no chance. Today, since you've come to me, I won't be polite."
As Dong Haoran spoke, he lunged at Zhu Xiaoyue.
However, just as he was about to pounce on Zhu Xiaoyue, Li Xiaoyao suddenly entered the restroom, lifted his foot, and kicked Dong Haoran accurately in the stomach, sending him flying back and crashing into the bathroom wall.
Struggling to get up, Dong Haoran saw Li Xiaoyao approach quickly, grabbed his hair, and dragged him out of the restroom.
Dong Haoran, seeing Li Xiaoyao, who had been in and out of detention twice, now in front of him and having turned the tables by hitting him, felt a surge of anger.
"Li Xiaoyao, you dare assault an officer!" Dong Haoran growled through clenched teeth.
Li Xiaoyao grabbed his hair, yanked it up, and greeted him with several slaps.
Dong Haoran, stunned by Li Xiaoyao's blows, heard Li Xiaoyao say smilingly, "Officer Dong, quite the dark horse, involved in both drug use and trafficking."
Coming to his senses, Dong Haoran cursed, "Don't you dare frame me."
Li Xiaoyao pulled a sealed plastic bag from his pocket, which contained a white powder.
Pinching the plastic bag between his fingers, Li Xiaoyao waved it in front of him and said, "Officer Dong, do you recognize this? Caught red-handed, and you still have the nerve to deny it?"
Dong Haoran glared at the plastic bag, stubbornly retorting, "That's not mine. Hmph, you just bring something and claim it's mine. Do you think I'm an idiot?"
From the side, Zhu Xiaoyue angrily interjected, "Dong Haoran, your denial is useless, there are your fingerprints on the sealing tape."
Li Xiaoyao chuckled, "No need to be reasonable with such a person."
Dong Haoran eyed Li Xiaoyao warily and asked, "What are you planning to do?"
"What am I going to do? You'll find out soon enough." Li Xiaoyao's sinister smile sent a chill down Dong Haoran's spine.
The next moment, Li Xiaoyao suddenly grabbed Dong Haoran's mouth and forcefully pried it open. Then he poured all of the white powder from the plastic bag into Dong Haoran's mouth.
Dong Haoran's eyes bulged in panic as he struggled wildly, but Li Xiaoyao's strength was too great for him to resist. He could only watch helplessly as Li Xiaoyao dumped the white powder into his mouth.
Zhu Xiaoyue stood by, frowning deeply as she observed Li Xiaoyao's actions but did nothing to stop him.
After doing all this, Li Xiaoyao let go of him, dusted off his hands, and stood to the side.
Dong Haoran reached into his throat, desperately trying to scoop out the white powder, which had already dissolved on contact and mixed with his saliva, sliding down into his stomach. No matter how much he clawed, he could not get it out.
"Li Xiaoyao, I'll fucking kill you!" Dong Haoran lunged toward Li Xiaoyao like a madman.
Li Xiaoyao, unruffled, raised his hand and delivered a slap, hitting his face accurately and sending him flying back onto the bed.
Lighting a cigarette, Li Xiaoyao sat beside Dong Haoran and said, "In no more than five minutes, you'll be hallucinating. Officer Dong, I have some good news for you—I called the police. So by the time they arrive, they'll just happen to see you freaking out on drugs."
Dong Haoran's face turned to fury— if he had a gun on him, he would have shot Li Xiaoyao dead on the spot.
He would have never imagined that one day he would fall into the hands of a man who had been behind bars.
Without waiting too long, Dong Haoran started to enter a state of delirium, beginning to giggle and talk to the wall.
Zhu Xiaoyue voiced her concern, "He won't be in any trouble, will he?"
Shaking his head, Li Xiaoyao replied, "He won't."
Grabbing Dong Haoran's hair, Li Xiaoyao pushed down forcefully, yet Dong Haoran didn't feel any pain; instead, he made a sound of comfort.
"Who gave you this stuff?" Li Xiaoyao stared at Dong Haoran's dilated pupils and demanded in a deep voice.
Under this state, Dong Haoran had no will of his own, and he would answer any question put to him.
"Wang Min gave it to me."
"Who is Wang Min?"
"A temporary police assistant, my buddy."
Li Xiaoyao exchanged a glance with Zhu Xiaoyue, whose eyes showed a grave seriousness, faintly sensing the severity of the situation.
Fortunately, both were just auxiliary police, and since the matter had been discovered early, dealing with it now shouldn't lead to any major issues. At least, it wouldn't cast any negative impact on their police station.